Chapter 1678 1686 [Uzomo Aiwo] Ask for monthly ticket o(〃'▽'〃)o
Moreover, Ireland could not be too far away from the plane. In an accident of this magnitude, the list of all passengers and flight attendants would definitely be checked on the spot to avoid missing anyone during the rescue.
If a passenger runs away during the journey, this abnormal behavior will be watched by the police and the party responsible for the accident to try to find out the problem, even if the passenger himself is not at fault. Ireland will not do such a stupid thing.
Curacao had a keen sense of observation and was intent on finding the person, so the moment Ireland stepped off the plane, she immediately locked onto the location of her colleague and watched him all the way until she found where Ireland was hiding.
Curacao pushed up his glasses and approached the other side casually.
Things were going very smoothly, but when an ambulance passed by, she suddenly felt goosebumps on her back and became alert instinctively.
Curacao glanced over there and saw Jiang Xia standing there by the ambulance, wrapped in a blanket like a victim. But his eyes had nothing to do with the "victim" - the fake detective was looking straight at her, with undisguised interest in his eyes.
Curacao's hand holding the phone froze: "..."
...Just pretend you didn't see it. It's so late now, it's normal to ignore a person on the street.
Thinking of this, Curacao walked past without looking around, wanting to leave the area quickly. But suddenly, Jiang Xia waved at her.
He was still wrapped in a blanket, and when he waved his hands, the sound was so loud that it was extremely conspicuous and it was impossible for a normal person to ignore him.
Curacao's eyes twitched and he had to stop.
Curacao: "..." Thinking about it carefully, Wuzo didn't know her. This guy might just have discovered that she was not a real paramedic, so he wanted to stop her to see the situation.
If she pretended to be an ordinary suspicious person to satisfy Uzo's curiosity, he would probably just treat her as an ordinary person who interested him. Even if he was interested in arranging some minor accidents, Kura believed that with her own strength, she could handle it.
But if she saw Jiang Xia and pretended not to see her... What if Wu Zo combined with Ireland's mistake and guessed that she was a cadre who knew "Wu Zo = Jiang Xia" and came to silence her? Ireland didn't look like it could hold out for much longer, and she didn't want to take over Ireland's job now.
A series of thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Curacao finally stopped.
Jiang Xia looked around and found that no one was paying attention to this side, so he walked closer with a blanket wrapped around him.
“…”
As he approached, Curacao instinctively wanted to reach for her gun - this demon wrapped in a blanket looked innocent, and the contrast between his appearance and his inner self made her feel uncomfortable.
But in the end, Curacao just raised his hand and lifted his hair, tucking the broken hair behind his ears: "Hello, how can I help you?"
Jiang Xia said politely, "Yes, there is one thing."
"You tell me." Curacao guessed that he wanted to take him to a crime scene and have a three-way choice or something - in short, he agreed first and then took the opportunity to leave.
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Xia continued in a friendly manner: "Don't rush to kill the co-pilot who is being thrown by the crowd. If Ireland can't use him, I can recycle him."
“?!”
As if a bucket of cold water was poured over her head, Curacao's fingertips trembled: She was exposed? Just by saying one sentence? ?
Usually in the Metropolitan Police Department, and even the National Police Agency, Curacao can get in and out freely with her disguise and acting skills. Some silly policemen even thought she was a newly recruited secretary and came to talk to her. But in Uzo, her disguise was like a thin layer of paper, unable to block even a beam of sight.
Curacao: "..." Calm down, maybe he was just guessing.
She tilted her head, her eyes confused and innocent: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Jiang Xia looked at her in surprise: "Can you come to Japan to be a cadre even if you are not good at Chinese? Oh, I forgot that you are also mixed-race. Do you need me to explain it again in English?"
Curacao: “!!” How did this guy find out? ! She had clearly disguised herself into a very common Japanese face... Could it be that Uzo already knew her? !
When she was observing Ireland just now, she was hiding in a blind spot, especially avoiding the place where Jiang Xia got off the plane, and then she mixed in the venue and secretly went to the destination like a staff member. Even this can be seen through at a glance...
It seems there is no point in pretending any longer.
Curacao's eyes turned cold, and his innocent look faded away: "Have you known me for a long time?"
"I don't know him. I was just guessing. I didn't expect I got it right." Jiang Xia looked even more innocent than before, and said with a accusatory tone, "You are too impatient - it's a good thing it was me. What if it was someone outside the organization?"
Curacao: “…”
She accidentally squeezed the pen in her hand and it made a cracking sound, leaving a dense network of cracks on the pen case.
Now she could understand why Ireland was repeatedly frustrated but still refused to give up against Uzo - he really looked like he deserved a beating, and even she couldn't help but want to draw her gun and empty the magazine at this man.
But soon, Curacao came to her senses: the information Uzo provided was so accurate that it was definitely not a guess. This guy was just bluffing her.
But this did not stop her from fighting back. Curacao snorted coldly: "You'd better make sure you can guess right every time. Otherwise, if you leak the organization's information like this, you will be on our purge list sooner or later."
"Of course I will guess right." Jiang Xia glanced at the murderous aura on her and smiled elegantly like a serious cadre. "The only people who can hear the organization's news from me are my dear colleagues and fresh corpses."
There was no change in Curacao's expression, but he became alert and exuded even more murderous intent.
Her murderous aura was a fragrant plant scent, and according to the ghosts' accurate identification, it seemed to be aloe vera. But it was sweeter than the aloe vera-flavored murderous aura that Jiang Xia had picked up before - if the previous murderous aura was a pot of randomly grown plants, then the Curacao brand murderous aura was like a clean, peeled, and processed transparent aloe vera block, and it was edible.
Jiang Xia: “…” As expected of a cadre, the same kind of high-end murderous aura can overwhelm ordinary citizens.
This murderous aura can create a good taste whether you add it to desserts or put a little bit into wine.
Jiang Xia's eyes were full of undisguised admiration. He felt in his pocket and took out a card with an exquisite design: "Would you like to change your business card? It just so happens that I have a few left from this business trip - this one is the VIP version with gold-stamped edges."
"No..." Curacao said halfway through his refusal, but suddenly felt that refusing would only arouse the fake detective's deeper interest, so he had to change the subject, "I don't need a business card, you can write down my email address."
She had countless email addresses, and now she picked the longest one and spoke very quickly, not caring whether Jiang Xia could remember it or not - it would be best if he couldn't remember it.
(End of this chapter)
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